Miles took a deep breath, his mind racing with possibilities. "We need to create a distraction. Something big enough to draw Ethan's attention away from his office."Lola stepped forward, her face set with determination. "I have an idea. But you're not going to like it."Miles turned to her, concern etched on his face. "Lola, what are you thinking?""Me," she said simply. "I'll turn myself in to Ethan. Tell him I'm abandoning you, that I want to make a deal.""Absolutely not," Miles said firmly. "It's too dangerous."Lola stood her ground. "It's the perfect distraction. Ethan won't be able to resist the opportunity to use me against you.""She's right," Rachel interjected. "Ethan's obsessed with destroying you, Miles. Having Lola in his grasp would be irresistible."Miles shook his head, his voice rising. "No, I won't risk you like that. There has to be another way.""There isn't," Lola insisted. "We're running out of time and options. This is our best shot."Maxwell placed a hand on
Elena's voice came through, tense but steady. "She's inside. Ethan took the bait. He's got her in his office."Miles tightened his fists, suppressing the anxiety eating away at his stomach. "Okay then. I am entering. Always remain committed to the plan, regardless of any obstacles that may arise. With that, he walked confidently towards the front door, feeling his heart racing but remaining determined. The guards by the entrance became tense when he neared. Miles declared that he is here to visit Ethan with a commanding tone that left no room for disagreement. The guards nervously looked at each other before one of them communicated on his radio. After a brief pause, they moved out of the way, letting Miles go through. While strolling through the grand corridors, Miles couldn't shake the thought of the countless lives ruined to uphold this image of authority and extravagance. He prepared himself, aware that tonight marked the end of everything. He reached Ethan's office door, pau
Miles paused at the door, turning back to face his defeated enemy. "You're right about one thing, Ethan. It's not over. It's just beginning. But this time, we're building something better. Something just."With that, they left, racing towards the Lyon compound. While driving through the city streets, they observed evidence of the night's happenings all around - police barriers, lights flashing, and groups of spectators. "What do you think Joseph Lyon has?" Lola asked, her brow furrowed with concern.Miles shook his head. "I don't know, but we can't let him walk. Whatever it is, we'll face it together."They arrived at the Lyon compound to find it in chaos. Creek family members and newly arrived police officers were everywhere, securing the premises and rounding up Lyon family members and associates.Elena met them at the entrance, her face grim. "Joseph's in the basement. He's threatening to upload some kind of dossier to the internet if we don't let him go.""What's in the dossier?"
Miles knelt down to her level, smiling softly. "We did, sweetheart. But winning was just the first step. Now we have to make sure it stays won."Sarah's brow furrowed in confusion. "What do you mean?"Miles quickly looked at his family, then shifted his focus back to Sarah. "We still have a large amount of work in front of us." Nevertheless, I think we are prepared for the challenge. Do you want to assist us in improving the city? Sarah nodded with great enthusiasm. "May I work as your aide?" The room was filled with laughter, relieving the tension that was growing. Miles stood and playfully tousled Sarah's hair. "You have the ability to become anything you desire, young one. "That is the main objective." Maxwell cleared his throat, drawing everyone's attention. "Miles, there's something else we need to discuss. About your role in the family."Miles tensed, memories of their past conflicts flooding back. "Dad, I-"Maxwell held up a hand. "Let me finish. I was wrong, son. I tried t
It is intensely warm under the harsh glare of the high noon sun as a male security guard stands before the large gate of Styleon Group’s building. This man currently had a deeply worried look on his face as he held an outdated phone to his ear with a shaky hand.“Mr. Creek, can you hear me?” A feminine voice could be heard over the phone. “You need to get to the hospital as soon as possible. Your daughter has been transferred to the emergency room again.”Miles Creek forced down his rising fear and he tried not to get too emotional. “Doctor, what are you saying?! You said Kelsey’s heart problem would take, at least, two more months before she could possibly face another issue.”“Mr. Creek, I know what I said, but these things can’t be fully guaranteed. I never expected your daughter’s body to suddenly reject our treatment.” The doctor sighed. “Listen, Mr. Miles, just get here as fast as you can.” The call was immediately ended.Miles’ breath picked up in panic and he immediately infor
Miles glared at the average-height middle-aged man right behind his wife. “Why the heck would you bring your boss with you?”Lola, a beautiful young woman, stood before her husband with slight confusion. "Oh, my boss offered to drive me here after I requested a leave." She glanced at the man behind her with a warm smile. "I wouldn't have gotten here this fast without him."“No need to thank me, I’m just helping out the most lovely woman in my department.” Mr. Porsche shamelessly placed his hand on Lola’s waist while staring at Mile with a shrewd gaze. He clearly wanted to piss Miles off, and by the furious expression on Mile’s face, it had worked. Edmund Porsche is the Director of Styleon Group's Sales Department. Though this man portrayed a calm and jovial attitude to the public, he was actually a deeply conceited man who has coveted Lola ever since she joined the company under his guidance. Once Miles explained their daughter’s situation to his wife, he openly showed his disconten
“Young Master Creek, what is going on?” The old man’s voice was laced with curiosity. “After you left home those years ago, you never contacted the family. You’ve even managed to avoid our search for you. Now, you’re suddenly calling and asking not to let your father find out about this call. Sir, have you forgotten that your father is my master, the family’s patriarch?” Miles sighed. “I understand that I’m putting you into a tough spot by asking for your discretion, but I insist.”The old man contemplated for a moment. “Very well, Young Master. Your wish is my command. Now, how can I help you?” “I need $300,000 as soon as possible. In fact, I want it by today. Could you make that possible?” Miles wasted no time.“That’s it?” The old man’s voice now held incredulity. “Young Master Creek, you belong to a family who owns and controls a global amalgamation of conglomerates worth trillions of dollars. Getting you the $300,000 is nothing, but there is a condition to this.”“What is it, D
While waiting for the male receptionist, Miles heard the voice of someone softly pleading with a female receptionist to let them see the CEO as they had a business proposal for him. He was shocked when he found that it was Fiona Blaine, his wife’s mother, doing this. Behind her is Lesley Blaine, Lola’s younger sister and Miles’ sister-in-law.There was also a man, around Lesley’s age, with them and he suddenly took over the conversation with that female receptionist. "You should know who I am. My name is Lucas Jerald. My father knows the important people at this company, so I'll advise you to let us in, or you might find yourself in deep trouble in the future."The female receptionist was completely unfazed by the man’s threat. “I’m sorry, but I can’t let any of you up that elevator unless you have a legit appointment with the CEO.”Miles soon understood what was going on. His mother-in-law and sister-in-law wanted to initiate a meeting with the CEO, but they couldn’t since they were